This isn’t me, someone else suffers. I couldn’t survive that. And what happened, May it be covered in coarse black cloth, Let them carry away the streetlights … Night.
(portrait of Anna Akhmatova, Amedeo Modigliani)
This isn’t me, someone else suffers. I couldn’t survive that. And what happened, May it be covered in coarse black cloth, Let them carry away the streetlights … Night.
(portrait of Anna Akhmatova, Amedeo Modigliani)